Not long after the instructor released the button on the microphone, a cold voice came.
"What's wrong, No. 7, is there any progress in the search?" The other end of the phone was still cold.
"No, I guess he has already arrived in Husum." The instructor said calmly.
"If he is found so easily by your group of weak soldiers, then he will disappoint me! Well, let's just play a game with him!" the old ghost said on the phone.
"There is also news that No. 1's brother may have died in his hands, and I have lost hundreds of millions of goods!"
The old ghost laughed coldly on the phone: "Haha, that loser, let's let No. 1 fight him first. I'm really looking forward to what means No. 1 will use to retaliate against him!"
"I'm looking forward to it too. Now I'm going to contact No. 1 and tell No. 1 the sad news." The instructor spoke without any emotion.
"Then it's all your fault!" The old ghost was silent for a moment on the phone, without letting go of the microphone: "Instructor, who do you think is better, you or him?"
"Haha, old ghost, what do you mean by that?" The instructor seemed to have heard what the old ghost meant on the phone.
The old ghost said: "It's not interesting. I just want to see who is stronger, him or you. After all, you are one of the most proud students in my training department!"
The instructor said coldly: "You want me to kill him!"
The old ghost was silent in the microphone for a moment, sighed and said: "Wait a minute, let No. 1 play with him first. It just so happens that I also want to test the results of his business over the past few years, but don't tell me
As for his true identity, Chen Cao, just say that he is an ordinary military border guard!"
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On the hills, a ray of sunshine slowly emerged from the top of the mountain, slowly adding a hint of warmth to the cold air.
By the lake, a fishing boat was floating on the edge of the rippling blue waves. The old man was singing softly, praising this peaceful life, which was peaceful and beautiful.
On the back side of the mountain, there is a wooden structure house, covered with moss, which looks like it is from a long time ago.
Chen Cao lay quietly on a bamboo and rattan chair with his eyes closed. Next to him lay two daggers and a pistol that had been removed from the fat white man Qiu Yifu.
All the bandages on his shoulders had been replaced with clean ones. Smelling the faint smell of herbs on his body, he breathed gently. He had not enjoyed this kind of peace for a long time. If it were not for the mission, he would rather stay here quietly.
Live a lifetime.
The fishing boat was close to the shore. An old man jumped out of the fishing boat. He was holding a bamboo dustpan with his withered fingers.
, walked to the wooden house with a smile, looked at Chen Cao lying at the door of the house, taking a nap with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"Look at you kid, why are you lying here? Didn't I let you have a good rest? It's so easy to catch a cold outside. Not even wearing clothes is not good for the wound!"
Chen Cao rolled his eyelids, opened his eyes, looked at the old man, straightened up, and said with a smile: "Dad Xize, I thought you would come back later, but I didn't expect it to be earlier than I expected!"
"That's right, after all, you have to rely on the mountain to live, and you can live on the water!" Nishizawa's father smiled proudly and raised the dustpan in his hand: "bonito is very good for your wound healing!"
"Dad, please excuse me for coming this time, I'll just stay and leave!" Chen Cao said with a faint smile, reaching out to help Father Xize carry the bonito.
But Father Caesar took his hands back and squeezed together with all the wrinkles on his face: "Look what this kid said, this is your home. Have a good rest. You shouldn't touch your wounds. This kind of activity
Let’s leave it to Meimei!”
"Haha, Dad, I feel so guilty if you do this!" Although Chen Cao said this, he took back his outstretched hand. He had to respect this elder and said instead: "Meimei should go to school, right?"
, I wonder if the school has been contacted yet!"
Dad Nishizawa sighed: "Although you come here with writing money from time to time, it's still far from enough. The mountain road is not easy to walk. Look, she is fourteen years old and she can only go to the first grade now. This child
··Sigh!" After saying that, he walked into the wooden house with the fish in his hand.
After Chen Cao heard this, he lay down on the chair, closed his eyes, and fell into a light sleep again. When everyone thought he went to Husum, he walked hundreds of kilometers, returned, and lived in this small mountain village on the border.
Coming down, there is only one family in the whole mountain. Dad Nishizawa is a simple mountain man whom he met during the mission a year ago. He is very reliable and he helps them from time to time.
Father Nishizawa and his granddaughter lived a peaceful life here, but Chen Cao knew that he could not live here permanently. He came here to recuperate and avoid their sharp edges, and to say goodbye to them. He didn't know how long it would take for him to come back.
, maybe he will never come back in his lifetime. When he thinks of this, he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. Maybe, only here can he feel the love of family.
As he was thinking about it, Chen Cao suddenly found that the tip of his nose was itchy. He opened his eyes and found a pair of round little faces holding a dog's tail grass and twitching it on the tip of his nose.
"Brother Chen Cao, you're not awake yet, you little lazy pig!" When Chen Cao opened his eyes, a childish voice with a round face sounded.
"Meimei, you got up very early too!" Chen Cao held Meimei's little hand, looked at her big clear eyes, put his thoughts back, stood up and said with a smile.
When Meimei saw Chen Cao getting up, she became anxious, pouted, and pushed Chen Cao down on the chair: "Look at you, you are injured, don't move!"
"Haha, okay, I won't move around, I won't move around!" Chen Cao lay down again and said about the wound. Now he knew how strong his physical strength was, which was different from ordinary people. After two days of repair, under the old man's herbal conditioning
, the wound has almost healed.
"Well, obey me!" After Meimei finished speaking, she touched Chen Cao's forehead with her little hand with satisfaction, then sat aside, took out a Chinese textbook from her arms, and read it with relish.
Chen Cao turned his head and saw the title of the book in Meimei's hand. It was a broken Chinese language book for the fourth grade of elementary school. Judging from the hunger in Meimei's eyes, her thirst for just had reached the point of ravenous thirst.
"Meimei, do you want to study?" Chen Cao said softly.
"Of course I want to!" When Meimei heard about reading, her eyes flashed with jumping colors, but then dimmed: "But the money at home is not enough, and we don't have a household registration. If I leave, grandpa will have no one to take care of me.
Yes, the nearest school is dozens of kilometers away from here!" Meimei was obviously worried too much. While speaking, her eyes unconsciously jumped to the book.
"Come and eat!" Father Nishizawa's voice came from inside the house, along with the faint smell of fish.
A ray of sunshine in the morning shines into the wooden house. A simple fish soup, two plates of pickles, and a bowl of rice porridge are the best food in the farmhouse. Although the dishes are light, they contain warmth, and the family of three is enjoying themselves.
"Brother Chen Cao, you have to be good. It just rained yesterday, and the fungi are growing very tender!" Meimei said, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, waving to Chen Cao.
"Well, I will definitely be good. The road up the mountain is slippery, so be careful when picking mushrooms!" Chen Cao stood by the door and said with a smile.
"Okay, Meimei, you go first, I have something to tell your brother Chen Cao!" Father Xizawa also carried a bamboo basket and patted Meimei on the head.
Well, Meimei jumped to the side.
Dad Xize looked at Meimei walking forward, his expression suddenly became serious. He looked at Chen Cao, tightened the backpack on his body, and said to him: "Come in with me, I have something to tell you!"
Chen Cao observed his words and didn't understand the intention of Father Xize, so he naturally touched the dagger behind him. The dagger was still there, and a sense of security suddenly appeared all over his body, and the short-term warm affection was also indifferent. After all, he was now in a different place.
In a special location and a special environment, you must be vigilant at all times.
Walking into the house, Nishizawa's father had disappeared. The house was a small space with only two rooms. But when he walked in, he found that Nishizawa's father had entered the back room, and there was the sound of things tumbling around inside. Chen Cao
He touched the handle of the dagger on his lower back and asked cautiously: "Dad, what's the matter?"
While Chen Cao was talking, Nishizawa's father had already walked out of the back room, holding a small cloth bag in his hand. The wrinkles on his face were folded together. He didn't seem to notice the vigilance in Chen Cao's words, but was shaking.
The wrinkles on his face said: "My child, although we have not known each other for a long time, I can see that you are kind at heart. You have no family, so I have long regarded you as my child. A soldier, after all,
You are about to retire, and your allowance is not much, but every time you have to take money to support us, I will save it for you. When you marry a wife in the future, you will have more money to spend on various things, so you can take this money!"
After saying that, Dad Nishizawa opened the cloth bag, and there was a stack of hundred-dollar bills inside, with some wrinkled coins on it. Apparently, Dad took out his savings as well.
"Dad..." Chen Cao trembled slightly in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know where to start answering.
"Originally, I was planning to bring this up after you retire. However, when I went to the market last time, I met Old Li Tou. He said that the daughter of the old Zhang family in this town is pretty. She is already eighteen years old. Haha, I
I was just about to tell you about this marriage, so you came here just in time, so I will... You won’t blame dad for taking matters into his own hands, right?" Dad Nishizawa said honestly.
"Dad, you..." Chen Cao felt that his eyes were a little wet, and tried hard to hold it back, and then said: "Dad, I accept your wishes, I am your child, but I am still far away from retiring.
For a while, if you keep this money, I will get a lot of money after I retire, and I will have no problem finding a wife, haha!" Chen Cao said haha.
"You kid, Dad, I know that you work day and night and are dangerous. How can you find time to find a wife? You have to keep a heir anyway!" Dad Nishizawa is a simple old farmer.
Everything was focused on passing on the family line.
"Well, it's getting late. Let's talk about it tonight. Meimei is still waiting. Otherwise, the mushrooms won't be fresh enough!" Chen Cao quickly changed the subject. He didn't answer what his father said, but hurriedly
Turned around and walked out of the house.
"Oh, this child!" Father Nishizawa wrapped the cloth around the banknotes again. When he saw Chen Cao laughing, the wrinkles on his face wrinkled up again, and he said to himself: "What's wrong with this child?"
I don’t want to start a family, no, next time I go to the market, I have to talk to Lao Li about Lao Zhang’s family, but I can’t let such a good girl go!"